Very fucked!

A conversation on behalf of the organization?

Are you preparing for promotion or political review?

Fu Zhengyi didn't feel that he had any political demands on progress.

It is no longer easy to smooth out this acre of three-part land. How can I still have any thoughts to make progress in politics?

Of course, this is a bit far-reaching, a little sour, and a little ashamed...

At that time in junior high school, the class monitor was a little chili. He was beautiful and arrogant. As a result, Fu Zhengyi didn't understand why he didn't like each other. Until he graduated from junior high school, he didn't write an application, making himself a glorious member of the Communist Youth League.

When he was in high school, he was too lazy to make trouble, so he forgot about this matter. As a result, although he had a lot of opportunities to enter university, he lost his mind and became an authentic non-party person.

Old Zeng left angrily, and a mountain wind gust under the pine and cypress trees made him breathe a sigh of relief. He picked up the teapot but found that it was empty.

Holding the teapot that Bo Yan lost to him and enjoyed it, Old Man Liu said without raising it. "Xiao Fu, how did you guess Bo Yan's identity?"

"Ah? What did you say?" Fu Zhengyi wanted to be careless.

"Stop pretending, I've never seen you so harsh and mean," said Mr. Liu, raised his head, glanced at him and said. "Tell me, how did you know that the person standing under the tree was a guard, and he was brought by Bo Yan?"

"The soldiers, whether they stand or sit, are different from ordinary people even when they are lying down," since they can't hide it, Fu Zhengyi had to say seriously. "There are also people who come out of the army around me. After seeing it for too many, they can naturally tell one or two..."

Mr. Liu found it interesting. "Then how did you see through Bo Yan's identity?"

"A vest with holes, ordinary big shorts, a big palm fan in his hand, wearing this plastic sandal, but even if he regrets chess, when he is playing tricks with you, his waist is straight. After standing up, the figure of the soldier is very standard. If I can't guess who he is, wouldn't that be too stupid?"

Mr. Liu nodded. "But why did you have to make the person angry? He has no malicious intentions..."

"A kind heart may not necessarily accomplish good things!"

Mr. Liu smiled bitterly. "You, what should you say? You know that this is a very simple and ordinary thing, but you have to do it so complicated! Bo Yan is just talking to you on behalf of the organization, chatting, expressing his gratitude, and letting you know that your contribution is great..."

Fu Zhengyi said. "I know clearly, but I am not!"

Mr. Liu was stunned for a moment before he realized that he had an innocent face and suddenly felt a little painful. "You, you, I really don't know how to say hello..."

Fu Zhengyi smiled and said, "Old Liu, I know it's one thing. Can you dare to, or not, or accept it? That's another thing. I'm proud, proud, and even a little proud of my ability to contribute to the country, but let's forget those honors!"

Seeing that he said firmly, Mr. Liu was a little helpless. "Eighty million! There were only a few people, and they were created in just one month. Not only did they save 80 million in technical research funds, but they also made this project that had been in progress for six years finally make an important breakthrough. Bo Yan is the representative of the organization who wants to understand your situation and see how to reward you!"

"Reward? If you give money, it would be better to give the scientific researchers a bonus and give them a holiday. I am poor and have only money left. Where can I need any bonuses..."

Mr. Liu was a little angry. "I'm telling you seriously! If you talk like this, do you know that you deserve a beating?"

"Old Liu, I am a businessman, a very vulgar person, and a pragmatist. I believe there are many people who have saved tens of millions of people for the country. There must be many people who have made contributions to the country worth tens of millions. I am not looking down on such honors, but I think that such formalism is really meaningless, and it is better to..."

When Mr. Liu saw him stop looking at him, he sat up straight and said with a cold face. "Speak!"

"Now, you probably should know that I still have a lot of assets and cash overseas. When wealth is just a number, it is not something I care about. The [FL Charity Association], which has been established for more than three years, has donated 60,000 college students in total. The funds consumed are about 300 million yuan, and the donation to private teachers has been made for two and a half years, and the total amount of 180 million yuan is spent. Considering the increase in price and speed, the Charity Association will need at least 300 million yuan to be enough next year, and this number may increase by 10% per year..."

Speaking of this, Fu Zhengyi saw that Mr. Liu's expression had not changed, and thought that it was really a headache to deal with such a person. After considering the following words, he continued to say it. "The Huagang Foundation established in Hong Kong, the initial 1.4 billion Hong Kong dollars currently spent less than 800 million, and another 100 million US dollars was injected at the beginning of the year, preparing to increase the efforts to maintain and consolidate sand in the northwest region. Do you know why all this money must be transferred back to China in such a complex way?"

Mr. Liu finally frowned. "Continue! I'm listening!"

"Weizhi Technology also wants to donate funds to manage the environment and help the poor and help the poor, but the problem is that no matter how much you donate, you need to pay taxes. Moreover, there is no possibility for companies to donate funds to supervise and manage the donated funds, so I had to follow the current rules and go around a big circle to do something!"

Speaking of this, Fu Zhengyi saw that Mr. Liu was still silent, and Fu Zhengyi hesitated a little. He knew the following specific situations, whether he knew about it or not, decided whether he could do something and how to continue. Therefore, he finally decided to give it a try.

"Old Liu, in China, is a Japanese man who set up a statue for the living people. Do you know?"

"Yeah? Is there anything else?"

"Yes! This person is named Masayoshi Yuanshan. He is 92 years old this year. However, he is planting trees and sand control in Engebet. In order to raise funds, he has sold many ancestral properties and has been persisting for more than ten years. What he is doing is not the protection and sand control carried out by the Huagang Foundation, but the real desert tree planting management. As of the beginning of this year, he called on nearly 10,000 foreigners to go to the Engebet area to plant trees at their own expense. The reason is not only for publicity, but also for many factors such as doing everything and atonement, but also for clear accounts..."

Old Liu pursed his lips tightly, his eyes gradually became sharper. He stood up slowly while holding the stone table, looking at the distant mountain, sighed heavily...
Chapter completed!